I can't live without blowjobs. Well, maybe that overstates things a little, but life really isn't the same without them. Let me explain. When I first got my period, I also got pretty serious cramps. They came at any time of my cycle and sometimes were bad enough to keep me home from school. My mom tried her best to help, saying that when she was my age she had the same trouble. We went to a couple of different gynecologis...

A price on my head, first ten, then twenty, then one-hundred gold talons, I quickly made a name for myself. In the span of one season, as the red, God Sun Spring gently heated into early summer, I had waylaid, ambushed, and fought my way from the Crossroads tavern southward, into the kingdom of Longvale. Avoiding the busier highway, the King’s Road, I stuck to the plebeian pathways, seeking refuge in small villages and th...

Hidden from view, just off stage, I moaned in pleasure as the young, muscular stage attendant licked up and down my dripping pussy. Casper saw me in the throes of goddess-driven, blissful passion as we shared naughty smiles. He was on center stage, addressing the audience at his seminar. Distracting him while he lectured was now our game; it was fair, he did the same thing to me. “Let me see a show of hands,” he said, his...

There are sexy, seductive vixens and then there are invisible, timid wall-flowers that never get noticed. The latter one used to describe me perfectly. There are witches and then there are Witches. I used to be the former. There are also women that you just need to fuck and those that you’ll do anything to or for just to be able to keep on fucking. Now that I have the grimoire, I am both of those. It’s a long story involv...

“There’s no debate, woman. Sit quiet, lean back, and let me untangle them curls.” “Are you mocking my locks?” Three gilded rings sway in fragrant patchouli when she shifts. Forcing his middle finger down the warm bareness between her shell-adorned, reddish-brown tresses he answers, “Locks? No. This is a jungle. Your last gift was?” “Three months, I haven’t…” He stops her mid-excuse, “I got you.” The clipper’s hum follows...

It was nearly midnight on Christmas Eve and Sherry was slumped in a chair in the sitting room of her small cottage, lit only by the embers of the dying fire. She was feeling totally out of sorts, facing a Christmas Day on her own once again, which wasn't at all what she had planned. §§§§§ Sherry was a secondary school teacher specialising in Natural History at a large comprehensive school in a rundown area of town. She ha...

Crystal smiled, and kept up appearances.  While there was joy to be had in the annual Harper family Christmas gathering, the sting of what happened simply wouldn’t allow her to fully enjoy the festivities. As everyone rose from their seats to adjourn to the kitchen to play Hearts, Crystal’s mother asked, “Are you going to play?” She kept a smile on her face as she shook her head and stood.  “I think I’m going to turn in. ...

It all started very late last summer, or perhaps I should say very early this fall. I was trying to get a very difficult article written on the Celtic myths in which humans become immortal, and my girlfriend, Annie, was feeling neglected... very neglected. I’m normally not one to refuse sex, but I had to get the article finished for my publisher, so I told her that she could speed things up by reading the article and help...

Precious treasure rolling around, Dipping in darkness, this Wet, wanting hole where Sweet saliva glistens bright And lips enfold the weight of pearls Not yet bestowed Upon her face Or sprayed in ropes Upon bare breasts, Full splendour graced.   Subjection, this danger, Her appetites bound To her master, his will is Submerged in her soul, in her mouth As her ragged breaths grasp Where she suckles on jewels of His plunging...

There were only a few things scheduled for the morning and none interested me very much, so I decided I would take one last look around for Lina, and make some more inquiries about Eloc. I was told for a fact he was there and had been at some of the events I attended. As for Lina, I still wasn’t sure she was here, but I knew what I had seen. She had looked directly at me and smiled and then it wasn’t her, even though she...

Halloween was approaching, but the days were not growing cold. That was because I was in a campground in southwestern Texas where winter doesn’t show up until February and even then it doesn’t get below forty unless the local weather people are screaming about record lows.I decided to go hiking out through the scrubbrush. The maps warn not to hike alone on a lot of the trails, but I wasn’t going up into the mountains or a...